Like the title says, I like the "neverending cycle". Change is good. Change makes us better, and enables us to learn. I have changed so much over the course of three years, and I do not doubt I am finished yet. But I am just fine with that.
I'm friends with this girl, have known her my entire life. But then she moves. I cry as the truck oh-so-slowly pulls away, down the street. But I'm okay with that. Maybe not just then, but later I will be. I will make a new friend, maybe not better, but I will meet someone else. I will still keep in contact with my old friend, and we will exchange stories about our new friends.
If we didn't have change, where would the world be? Women would be nothing more than wallpaper, and slavery would be rampant. All these neat gadgets we know and love would not exist. People would be killed for who they are.
I like change. I like not knowing what will come tomorrow, and expecting the unexpected. How dull would life be if everyone and everything stayed the same?
I know many people dislike change. It puts them out of their comfort zone. As for me, I love being taken out of my comfort zone. I like to spice things up. Where I live, nothing ever changes. The girls you hate will always hate you back, the teachers you love will never disappoint, and your friends will always be there. So, leave it to me to change it myself.
I dye my hair or cut it differently about three times a year. I go from wearing bright colored clothing to drab grey or black. I love the reactions on the high school principal's face and everyone who wouldn't dare go out of the norm. People say I like the attention. I'm not an attention seeker, though. I like to be different.
Sometimes when people change, it is for someone or something else. This is a mistake. I don't like this kind of change. Girls will not eat or have surgery just for some guy to notice them. Boys will make fun of smaller, weaker children so they can fit in. They didn't really change, though. It is a facade, and one day they will take it away, sometimes after the worst happens.
In middle school, everyone changes. You see who people really are, and to what extent they will go to stay friends with you. I don't go with the flow, I sit back and watch. People changing around me, and them watching me change. If a close friend turns her back on me, I don't throw a fit. She changed, and that's okay.
I will change too, after every experience I have. A friend gets into a car accident. He survives, but is going to be in the hospital for an unknown amount of time. I learn to fear drunk driving, and I learn that not we are not invincible. I change.
My mom and dad split up. My mom remarries, and my dad dates again. I learn that love isn't always forever, and I decide to make sure my love is. I change.
Whether for better or for worse, change happens. And I love it.
Love,
The always changing, wwrlm
